What we gain by experience is not worth that we lose in illusion

Every generous illusion of youth leaves a wrinkle as it departs. Experience is the successive disenchanting of the things of life; it is reason enriched with the heart's spoils.

The true worth of a soul is revealed as much by the motive it attributes to the actions of others as by its own deeds.

It is more pitiable once to have been rich than not to be rich now.

Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.

The happiness of the tender heart is increased by what it can take away from the wretchedness of others.

How many wells of science there are in whose depths there is nothing but clear water!